Happy Friendship Day!
Friendships, I've come to learn, are tricky relationships to keep as you go through life, adulting all over the place. They can be fragile in the beginning, like newly bought glass baubles at Christmas time. And the younger you are, the more baubles you want to fill your Christmas tree-life. The more colourful they are, the better for your childlike imagination. But as the years roll by, the colours start looking too tacky and too loud. And you start looking at your Christmas tree-life like it would be looked at from the outside. So what if it isn't a real tree and was made in China? Or if the pine scent of it comes from an air freshener your bought on sale, from the supermarket? The important thing is it that it looks nice from the outside and makes everyone else think you have a festive and cheerful life. And that's the meaning of life.
Cynicism aside, today is about friendships. (Can we take a moment to appreciate the fact that I haven't put quotes around it?) And what better to do on a day to celebrate friendships than to spend some time with the people whom you wished you could spend more time with in the midst of your nose-to-the-grindstone lives? If, like me, you have a very finite number of friends that can at most stretch to all fingers of one hand, and your workaholic frame of mind looks at relaxation as minutes ticking by that you feel guilty about not using "productively", I've got you covered. Today is about working at defining that line between professional and private. Those carefully selected baubles need dusting, and to dust them, they need to be paid attention to. If you dust them without paying attention to them, they will slip out of your hands and fall. Delicate glass baubles, gravity and vitrified tiles are about as friendly towards each other as government bank officials, on their lunch break, are to new, first generation account holders.
That being said, it's funny how little the world prepares us for working at relationships. In fact, nobody even tells us just how important it is to work at friendships until we're neck-deep in depression, suffering from social anxiety and scared witless about rejection from people. And so, a lot of us (yours truly, too) dive head first into work, hoping for approval from our superiors to compensate for the lack of affection we receive from our private lives.
So, let's put an end to that circle jerk. Get those baubles out, even if it's in the middle of autumn and start dusting them. Keeping friends is hard work too. And remember, it's always time for a celebration.